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The vast western desert

The trade winds from east to west tirelessly carry the heat of the hinterland of Xiniu Hezhou all the time, and sometimes several trade winds converge, overlapping each other and occasionally forming a whirlwind, sweeping everything that passes through......

A white horse with a divine appearance was lying on the ground, its big eyes tightly closed, and only occasionally snorted and spewed out a puff of white air, looking a little listless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is a monk sitting next to the white horse, with a golden and red five-Buddha crown on his head, and his body is draped in a seven-treasure glazed robe, although his white face is still slightly green, but he can already see a bit of compassion between his eyebrows, which makes people look respectful.

The only fly in the ointment is that the monk is not holding a Zen staff in his hand at this time......

Eh~ It's not a rosary~ It doesn't seem to be a scripture......

The burnt yellow color, the dripping grease, the familiar shape......

At this time, what the monk was holding in his hand was clearly a thigh, to be precise, the thigh of some kind of animal, and more objectively, the thigh of some kind of animal that had been roasted......

Seeing that the monk seemed to hesitate a little between his eyebrows, he took the roasted golden thigh in front of him, followed by quickly took it away, and repeated it several times, the heat on the roasted meat was blown away, and the fat dripping on it gradually had a tendency to solidify.

The closed eyes of the white horse lying behind him seemed to have quietly opened a line, and he secretly passed the monk in front of him, glanced in another direction, and then closed his eyes as if he was a thief.

Suddenly, a vague voice came, "Hey~ Stinky monk~ If you don't eat it, return the roasted leg, Uncle Sun hasn't eaten yet, and his mouth is still so tight at this time, more particular than your Uncle Sun." ”

The one who spoke was a blonde boy, looking at the age of about fourteen or fifteen years old, not tall but very well-proportioned, his face was not delicate, but it revealed a vigorous heroic spirit, although people would not like it at first glance, but they would never be disgusted, but it was very abrupt behind him, and a long fluffy tail came out, which was very scary.

The clothes worn by the young man were very tattered, and it was vaguely recognizable that what once seemed to be a simple monk's robe, but now there were only some rags hanging diagonally, and it was not these strips of cloth that really played a role in covering the shame, but a large piece of animal skin wrapped around his waist.

I don't know what kind of beast this animal skin skirt is made of, the whole body is purple and black with oil, obviously very rough production, but the flesh and blood smell on it are removed, and no other aspects have been treated, even the animal skin connection is a white thorny beast tooth, but such a shoddy work, wearing it on the blonde boy does not look abrupt.

At this time, the blonde boy was holding a white flower bone in his hand, and there were still a few traces of minced meat on it, thinking that it was originally a roasted animal leg.

I saw that the young man threw the neatly gnawed leg bone in his hand, wiped his two hands on the animal skin skirt around his waist, and walked in the direction of the white-faced monk.

The leg bone of the beast that was thrown by the young man and still had a little oil splash happened to fall towards the white horse lying on its stomach, and after landing, a few pieces of broken oil splashed out, mixed with a few scattered gravel, and smashed into the white horse's long snow-like tail together.

Frightened, the white horse opened his eyes suddenly, those eyes were clear and bright, and there was a very clear emotional color in his eyes, and if he only looked at these eyes, he would never have imagined that her master was actually a horse.

I saw a trace of panic flashing in the white horse's eyes, a white light flashed on the tail, and the few points of oil stained by accident disappeared completely, the white horse couldn't help but sway lightly, and saw that there was no stain and buried his head again.

Seeing the blonde boy coming over, the monk who was hesitating seemed to have finally made up his mind and threw the burnt roast leg in his hand.

The blonde boy was not ambiguous, rolled his eyes and took the barbecue, then sent it to his mouth and bit it, and said vaguely while eating: "Hey~ Stinky monk~ If you think Uncle Sun's craftsmanship is not good, you will roast it next time, my old grandson's stomach is not disgusted~~~"

The young man dressed as a monk ignored the blond boy and patted the floating dirt on his body and stood up.

In the blink of an eye, when I looked at the big roast leg in the young man's hand, he was already bone-in-cheek.

The blonde boy was about to carefully tear off the last few pieces of meat on it, when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and picked up the little barbecue meat that was left, and shook it at the white horse lying on the ground.

The white horse was obviously closed at this time, but after the blonde boy made a gesture, the white horse immediately shook his head, and the blonde boy saw that the other party did not appreciate it, so he simply stuffed the last few pieces of meat into his mouth, chewed it vigorously and swallowed it into his stomach, and then rubbed his slightly bulging belly.

He burped very comfortably and boasted to himself: "My grandson's craftsmanship is still good, although it can't compare to the pig-headed guy, and it doesn't seem to be as good as the master of those century-old shops in the Buddha Kingdom, but it's still a lot better than that stinky fish, don't you say?"

The blonde boy's last words were addressed to the white horse, who seemed to be very afraid of the young man's gaze, and didn't dare to open his eyes at all, just nodded vigorously.

The young man was affirmed, but he was no longer embarrassed by the white horse, and jumped into the air with a heel, looked in all directions, and then fell to the ground, complaining: "I don't know where the pig's head and the stinky fish ran to, I said that the stinky monk and my old grandson pointed out the road is not good, how can I have to let the pig's head guy go this time, the three of you are now blocked by the Tengyun technique, and you haven't climbed as fast as my old grandson has delayed the work." ”

"If I change Uncle Sun, I will go, at this time, even if I go to Nanzhan Buzhou, I should fly back and forth, and the chef with the pig's head will cook, and everyone will be better than ......."

You must have all seen it when you see this, these two people in the western desert of Xiniu Hezhou are the golden cicada Jiangliu and Sun Wukong among the four people who were sent all the way east by the lord of the Buddhist sect, Da Ri Rulai.

As for the white horse behind the golden cicada, it has to start from the day when the four of them were thrown in mid-air by the Venerable Jiaye, when several people were about to walk, when they suddenly heard the pleasant sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

However, in the blink of an eye, I saw a white line from far and near, and when I got closer, I realized that it was a very white horse running towards the four of them.

Among the four, the Golden Cicada River is the most calm, and it is obvious that he is not ignorant of the comers.

Zhu Ganglie and Sha Langlan respectively put on a posture of fighting, which is a tacit understanding that the two have cultivated in Fangcun Mountain for four years and often go down the mountain together to punish evil.

Wukong didn't take it seriously at all, just tiptoed to look at the horse, but when he looked at it, he could see that something was wrong, and then he saw Wukong reach out and grab a handful in the air wind, put it in front of him and moved his nose.

Immediately, his face showed a look of surprise, and he actually gave up the golden cicada and the other three, and rushed in the direction where the horse came.

But it is said that the white horse of a divine horse, the sideburns are flying, the four hooves are like electricity, and the back undulates during the run, outlining a beautiful curve, but it is a pity that the eyes seem to be much worse than the monkey Wukong.

Wukong saw the white horse clearly from a long distance, but the white horse only waited to get closer and closer, and then saw the person who was coming towards him, and saw that this person still had some faces, the blonde hair that was as bright as the sun, the pointed jade ears, and the hairy tail......

The memory of a long time ago was slowly awakened by the familiar face, and it made the white horse in the wild stumble inexplicably, and almost lost its front hooves and fell to the ground, but fortunately, the white horse that galloped was not a vulgar thing after all, and quickly regained its balance before it fell, but the previous romantic freehand was suddenly lost.

Even the subsequent runs seemed to be a little hesitant.

However, Wukong, who came up, didn't care about these, and when he got closer, he jumped up and landed directly on the back of the white horse, learning the posture of the mortal general, holding his head high, and gently patting the white horse's buttocks with his hand, "Drive! good horse~ Do you still recognize my grandson~~~"

It turned out that this white horse turned out to be the dragon horse that Wukong was learning art in Fangcun Mountain, and the somersault cloud Chucheng flew at will, and accidentally couldn't control the flight to the western desert, and rescued the dragon horse under the mouth of a group of purple-skinned demon wolves in the desert.

However, it is said that this dragon and horse clan was originally the product of the intersection and integration of the dragon and the heavenly horse, because the body has the impure blood of the heavenly dragon, so it is particularly difficult to transform into a human body, and it needs to have at least the cultivation of the heavenly god realm to cultivate the human body.

Later, one of the Ryoma clan was introduced into the Pure Land by Dari Rulai, and anyone in the clan who can break through the realm of the gods and restore the body of the heavenly dragon is the protector of the Buddhist sect.

At present, this dragon horse is not very old, and his cultivation is only at the level of a low-level heavenly general, but the dragon horse clan is good at foot strength, so he was assigned as the car of the golden cicada by Da Ri Rulai.

Thinking about Jin Chanzi and the other four people who traveled east all the way to promote the teachings of Buddhism, after all, it is the face of Buddhism, since the Tengyun technique of several people has been sealed, then it is self-defeating to run around and work hard along the way in case the demeanor of Buddhism is damaged.

With this dragon horse with him, at least the most good-looking of the four, the golden cicada Jiangliu, can maintain the appearance of a virtuous monk all the way......

Let's talk about the white dragon horse, since he was a child, he has longed for life outside the Pure Land, otherwise he would not have secretly left the group before, and he almost became a snack for the purple-skinned demon wolf when he ran outside the Pure Land.

This time, Da Ri Rulai released the news that he wanted to choose a clansman from the Ryoma clan as the mount of the eastward journey of the Zhantan Merit Buddha River, and the other Ryoma were all focused on how to achieve Tianlongzhen, and only she Ao Qingchen came up, just to be able to get out of the Pure Land to see the wonderful world outside......